The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1502 Stop Her

Nancy nodded silently. She felt a little moved. 'Charles is so thoughtful and he's so nice to Sheryl," she thought to herself.

"Mr. Lu, are you sure you don't want to rest first?" asked Nancy.

"No. I've got something to deal with at the company. And I won't be coming home for dinner. Please tell Sher," Charles answered. After that, Charles headed upstairs.

Nancy watched as he headed upstairs and sensed something was wrong. 'Why do I sense something wrong? Are they fighting again?' Nancy thought to herself. 'They have to ask me to relay messages to one another, but Charles really seems to care about Sher. But, he doesn't want to let her know? This is so confusing.'

When Sheryl sent Clark and Shirley to school, she also apologized to the teacher for failing to pick them up the day before. After that, she headed to work.

Just as she was getting in her car, she received a phone call from Phoebe.

"Ms. Xia, please come to the hospital now! Lancy is on the top of the building. It looks like she wants to kill herself!" Phoebe said anxiously.

Sheryl was surprised when she heard this. 'What on earth is she trying to do again?' Sheryl thought to herself.

She quickly said, "Phoebe, ask someone to stop her. Wait for me."

"No! We can't do anything! Ms. Xia, I'm so scared!" Phoebe sounded like she was about to cry-her voice was shaking and she was choking out sobs. "What happened? Why? Calm down. Speak slowly, Phoebe," Sheryl said, trying to comfort Phoebe. She grabbed her keys and started the car. "Lancy's on the roof right now. She's standing on the edge as if she's going to jump!" Phoebe was still sobbing.

Sheryl felt like her heart was going to jump out of her body any minute.

'Is Lancy really planning on killing herself?' she thought to herself.

"Did you call the police? Call the police right now!" Sheryl said nervously. She slammed her foot on the gas pedal.

"Yes, we already did. The police is here but Lancy said that she wants to see you," Phoebe said.

"Alright, I'll be right there in a minute. Tell Lancy to wait for me," Sheryl said. Then she hung up the phone and stepped on the gas. The car sped off.

However, she got stuck in the morning rush. There was heavy traffic everywhere.

"Damn it!" Sheryl cursed, stuck in traffic. If she could, she would've abandoned her car and ran to the hospital on feet. Phoebe made sure to update her by calling her every now and then. However, it only made Sheryl more anxious.

Just as Sheryl was about to arrive at the hospital, she received a call from Peterson.

"Ms. Xia, I heard Cloud Advertising Company's in the clear now? But that you're dealing with a new crisis?" Peterson said, as if he was suspicious of Sheryl.

"What are you trying to say, Peterson?" Sheryl said. Just as soon as the words left her mouth, she immediately realized that Peterson was referring to Lancy wanting jump off the roof of the hospital. Sheryl wouldn't have guessed that the news would reach Peterson that quickly.

"You have no idea, do you?" Peterson said, "The model your company hired. Lancy or something? She was injured because of the incident. Now she wants to jump off the roof because of what your company did to her. Everyone knows and everyone's watching. Reporters and journalists are there to get the latest news."

"What? How did that happen?" Sheryl said, surprised. 'How do these journalists know already? The police just arrived and the reporters are already there? How did the news reach them that fast?' Sheryl thought to herself.

"Ms. Xia, I suggest that you do whatever you can to make this model happy. Do whatever she asks. You have to do it as soon as possible and you have to do it privately. If she jumps, then you'll be in great trouble," Peterson said seriously, like he was warning her.

Sheryl knew what he meant so she said, "Don't worry, Peterson. I will deal with it. I'm on my way to the hospital."

"You better be. We didn't report on the incident yesterday because Mr. Lu pulled some strings. You got lucky yesterday but today, this is different. Everyone's watching you. If that model jumps off that building, everyone's going to know. So if you don't handle this the way you should, you'll be in trouble," Peterson warned.

"I get it, thank you," Sheryl responded.

After Sheryl hung up the phone, she sat on the car stunned.

'What did he just say?' she asked herself, 'Did he just say that no one reported on the mall incident because of Charles?

Charles? He helped me?

But how did he know about that? Where did he get the time to help me?'

Sheryl's mind was a mess; she couldn't even concentrate on what was going on at the hospital. However, when she realized that Lancy's life was at risk, she opened the door and got out of the car. She ran as fast as she could to the hospital.

When she arrived at the hospital, she saw a crowd gathering on the street. Everyone was looking up towards the roof of the hospital building. When Sheryl looked up, she saw Lancy and she looked like she was drunk. She was just by the edge and wobbling.

'That's Lancy!'

Sheryl thought to herself. 'What on earth does she want!?' Sheryl was trembling out of fear.

"Step back, step back," the police said. They've already prepared an air cushion bed. They positioned in a way that if Lancy fell, she would fall on the bed.

Sheryl rushed inside the hospital and got in the elevator. She pressed the button nervously and waited for the elevator to get her to the top floor.

As she waited in the elevator, her phone rang-it was Charles.

Sheryl felt relieved when she saw Charles' name on her phone-as if she was drowning and Charles was her life vest. Charles certainly wasn't going to save her life with this phone call, but it certainly gave Sheryl hope and that was enough for her.

She picked up the phone and said, "Charles, I..." Before Sheryl could finish her sentence, she broke into sobs.

"I know. Wait for me. I'm on my way," Charles said.

He might not have said much but it was enough to comfort Sheryl-she only felt less anxious then.

"In the meantime, figure out a way to stop her. You have to buy time for me. Stall her," Charles said.

Sheryl was confused upon hearing this. 'Why? Does he have a way to stop Lancy?' she asked herself.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask Charles about it, he hung up the phone.

When Sheryl saw the elevator light up, her heartbeat started to quicken and she couldn't figure out a way to calm herself down.

She'd never felt so helpless. She knew that Lancy was stubborn but she never expected Lancy to go this far.

'What if...' Sheryl thought, 'What if I can't give Lancy what she asks for and she jumps off? Or what if she falls by accident?

Oh my God. I can't imagine what it would be like if that happened. What am I going to do if it happens?

And what if I see her fall? I'd never be able to get over that. I don't want to see her jump off the building! Will I see blood? Her broken body? Oh my god! I can't see that. I can't!

Charles, please come sooner. Please!'

Sheryl was losing her mind. She couldn't even think properly. Her only hope now was Charles.

After Charles hung up the call, he pondered on it for a while then he picked up his phone again and dialed another number.

"Hello, Mr. Lu," a man's voice answered, as if he'd been expecting this call.

"I need you to investigate someone for me and I need the results in half an hour," Charles said calmly.

"Okay, Mr. Lu," the man answered.

"I sent the information to your e-mail. Kindly check it," Charles said coolly.

"Yes, I got it," the man answered.

In that short conversation, Charles had already given all the information the man needed. He hung up the phone and started the car again. He turned it around and slammed his foot on the gas pedal speeding

off.